Why I joined the #metoo campaign

This morning on Facebook, one of the first posts I saw was this:

If all the women who have been sexually harassed or assaulted wrote “Me too” as a status, we might give people a sense of the magnitude of the problem. (copied/pasted)
#metoo

Without a second thought, I copied and pasted the post and hashtag to my own feed. My reaction was instantaneous, guttural and instinctive – and here’s why:

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The scourge of duality

Fair warning: this is NOT a happy post.

The premise to this rambling is that I am certainly not qualified to write about politics. While I’m highly interested in that of the capital P variety, and totally uninterested in the one of the small p ilk, I have no academic background in the matter, nor any scientific one for the matter. I am, simply, an invested world citizen with my own views, but then, aren’t we all? Continue reading

The day the music died

Sitting down to write this post, I wasn’t quite sure where to begin.

Should I address the incredulity that I, and it seems a big part of the world, am feeling? Should I focus on what such a person in power could mean for our future? How about what this says about our acceptance of women in high positions? Perhaps, in the wise words of Julie Andrews a.k.a. Maria von Trapp, the very beginning would be best. Continue reading